Romance

Hell's Riders MC

Amanda Tollefson

After losing her mother to a rival motorcycle club’s retaliation, Mia runs away to pursue her dream of going to college and earning an art degree. She proves to be easy prey for the sadistic Caleb, who spends five years abusing the isolated Mia. After learning she’s pregnant, Mia stages an escape for herself and her baby and reunites with her estranged father...but has she truly escaped Caleb’s clutches, or will he manage to track her down again?

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Rape, Abuse, Gang rape, Pregnancy resulting from rape)

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Romance

Hell's Riders MC

Amanda Tollefson

After losing her mother to a rival motorcycle club’s retaliation, Mia runs away to pursue her dream of going to college and earning an art degree. She proves to be easy prey for the sadistic Caleb, who spends five years abusing the isolated Mia. After learning she’s pregnant, Mia stages an escape for herself and her baby and reunites with her estranged father...but has she truly escaped Caleb’s clutches, or will he manage to track her down again?

Age Rating: 18+ (Content Warning: Rape, Abuse, Gang rape, Pregnancy resulting from rape)

1: Chapter 1

Book One: Mayhem's Princess

MIA

TWO NIGHTS AGO

“You fucking whore!” he yelled as he started to swing at me.

I tried to block the punches. But he’s ten times stronger than I am.

“Please, Caleb,” I cried as he continued to beat me.

“You want to flirt with other men. Nobody will ever want trash like you. I’m going to show you what happens to trash,” he said, towering above me.

I kept slipping in and out of consciousness, the urge to let go and be with my mom was coming so easy to me. I felt his hands on me as he ripped my dress open.

“No, Caleb. Stop please, I love you.” I tried to fight to stay awake, to fight him.

After he finished, it felt like a knife cut into me.

Slowly slipping away, I felt someone pick me up and put me down on a bed.

I see this light every now and again, I’m not entirely sure whether to go or not. But it feels so warm.

“Ma’am, can you hear me? Ma’am, can you tell me your name?” a voice called from a far away.

“Mia…Mia Rodgers.” I whispered faintly.

***

BOBBY

“When the fuck is someone gonna tell me where the fuck my daughter is?” I hollered at the nurse.

“Sir please calm down and have a seat or I’ll have you escorted out of here.” This nurse is upsetting me.

“I’m not going to calm down or take a damn seat. I get a phone call at two in the morning, saying my daughter Mia Rodgers is here. Now will you kindly point me into the direction of her room.” I said.

“We called you almost two nights ago, sir.” She put her glasses on looking at some paper then back at me.

“Lady, listen to me. I just rode in from Southern California. It was a long drive up here. Now please tell me where’s my daughter?”

I’m losing my patience.

“Fine. Take the elevator to the fifth floor, it will take you to the ICU. Once you get there take a left, then a right. Her room number is 217A.” She finally gave me the directions.

“Thank you,” I said, running off in the direction the nurse told me.

I finally got out of the elevator, now I’m up in the ICU.

I took the left, then right like the nurse told me.

217A was now right in front of me.

I took a deep breath and opened the door, to see my princess lying in a hospital bed with an oxygen tube in her nose, a cast on her, and her face bruised up.

I sat down beside her, taking her hand in mine, for the first time in ten years I cried.

“Sir, hello, my name is Doctor Taylor. I’ve been taking care of your daughter while she has been here.” A young skinny man who looked like belonged in a science lab came into the room.

“Name’s Bobby. Please what happened to my daughter?” I asked, trying not to break down.

“Nice to meet you, sir. Well she was brought in here two nights ago. She was beaten almost to death.

“Damaged four of her ribs, she lost quite a bit of blood from the beating and a large cut on her chest.

“Her right hand is broken into two places, she might need surgery later on. But it will depend on her taking care of it.

“Also sir I am sorry to inform you of this, we found some tearing. We believe she was raped as well. I am sorry.”

Doctor Taylor read her chart to me, explaining what had happened to my daughter.

I couldn’t believe that someone touched my princess, trying to control my anger so I can be here for her.

“Thank you, Doc, for taking care of my princess.” I stood up and held my hand out.

“It’s no problem sir. It’s my job. I will be back later to check on her, she should wake up soon.” He shook my hand then left the room.

“Princess I’m so sorry this happened. I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you. I’m here now princess, your old man is here.”

I sat back down, taking her hand in mine again.

I brought her hand up to my lips as a lone tear fell.

I talked about the club, some of the guys, like Mason, he’s my right-hand man, my V.P. and Mia’s uncle. Mia had not only me but Mason wrapped around her little finger from the day she was born.

I called Mason over an hour ago to inform him about Mia, he said he was on his way.

“I love you so much, princess. I’m sorry I haven’t been there as much as I used to. You know I never said this much when you were growing up, after your mom died.

“You look so much like her. Mia, your mom would be so proud of you.

“I am proud of you as well princess.” I brushed her hair out of her face.

A few hours later, Mason came storming into the room, panting. Only to freeze once he saw princess asleep with a cast on her arm, the oxygen tube in her nose and her face bruised up.

He slowly walked toward me not taking his eyes off her.

I couldn’t blame him, I’ve been like that since I got here.

“Bobby, what happened?” Mason sat down next to me.

“I have no idea. She hasn’t woken up yet.

“The doctor did say that she was beaten almost to death, lost quite a bit of blood from the bleeding and some cut on her chest.

“She might need surgery on her hand, she broke it in two places. Damaged four of her ribs.

“Also he said…” I started telling Mason what the doctor told me earlier.

“He said what? What did he say, Bobby?” Mason asked.

I took a deep breath, looked at my princess then back to Mason.

“This sick fuck, raped her.”

I couldn’t believe I even uttered that sentence.

After what happened to Angel I swore this wouldn’t happen to princess.

“Who the fuck did this?” Mason’s rage is starting to come out.

“I’m not sure. You can bet Mason we are going to find out,” I told him, looking at my daughter.

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